One Hundred and Forty-Three The Sword of the Immortal Emperor - An Unexpected Ending
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Or call it a knife.
In Levi's left hand, a weapon with a dark gold sword body and a black handle appeared.
Just like the treasure summoned by the Hero King, the sword and sword, the sharp point of the fang-like barb, the weapon seemed to come to the master's hand from another dimension. Eve stared blankly at the man in front of her, the man who was obviously the most familiar, but suddenly became strange.
A completely different aura from usual, the purple-blue air flow was like a tornado blowing out of thin air, suddenly appearing like a long sword! At the center of the tornado is Levy, who makes Eve feel unfamiliar.
That's magic!
Eve clearly felt that the whirlwind was swift but not violent, and she had never seen Levi use it, and she had heard Evan say that he couldn't use it!
"Damn smash! What have you done to this king! ”
The sound of the whirlwind of magic woke up the confused girl.
Eve, still floating in mid-air, looked over Levi's shoulder and saw the golden Heroic Spirit standing still.
No, it's not that he doesn't want to move.
It's that he can't move at all.
The arrogant body of the golden heroic spirit is like a trapped beast in a trap at this moment. It wasn't any cage that could be described in the language known to the girl that trapped him.
It's not like magic, it's not like the qi of a martial artist, and it's not like the superpower that I've ever seen Kuroko Shirai perform. Around the golden spirit's body, the air, or rather the space, broke inch by inch. Trance is to completely isolate him from the world he is in, a forced tear from the world, leaving only a small space to accommodate one person.
Is this his true strength? Eve turned her quizzing gaze back to the man in front of her.
The number of times I have fought with him is completely uncountable. In every heavy mission in the universe, he will be seen almost everywhere. It is precisely in order to see him that he will accept many tasks that can be completed by a non-lone killer.
But in the midst of all these passing bys or head-on conflicts, Eve had never seen him like this. Memories go back to the distant past, when he was an ignorant girl, and his image was even more different.
The left hand holding the sword in front of him slowly raised, and Eve suddenly felt that she had found a feeling similar to Kaguya's servant in him, the rabbit youkai lady.
Optical illusions? Eve didn't have time to think about it.
The sound of shattering glass sounded intermittently as the dark golden sword swung down. What Eve saw in her eyes was the space through which the sword body passed, inch by inch, slowly and quickly shattering one after another. Until the dark golden sword body pierced through the cage that bound the golden heroic spirit, cutting through the wound that he had cut open before.
"Damn, boy, what the hell have you done to me!"
Perhaps the strength of the opponent has finally been recognized by the king. Gilgamesh stopped insulting his opponent as a miscellaneous, and finally referred to himself as an equal word 'I'.
His voice was calmer than ever, as if the sword light that cut him off at the waist had dispelled his arrogance.
"The ...... of the Immortal"
I've heard it countless times, but it's like a voice I've never heard before.
He must have said the name of the sword. Eve's gaze did not stop at the magic sword that had slashed humanity's oldest hero in two.
"Hades Sword? What an arrogant name, but it's also worthy of the name...... That...... Real ......"
Gilgamesh's voice grew softer and softer, and his figure became more and more indistinct. Eve, who has the same identity, knows that this is the prelude to the dissipation of the Heroic Spirit.
As the whirlwind around the back in front of him suddenly bulged and dispersed, the golden heroic spirit's illusory body was finally blown away by the cool breeze of early autumn like his voice, merging into the shining stars in the sky.
"Torre!"
The dark golden sword vanished before it fell to the ground, and the figure in front of it flickered, and suddenly fell as if it had lost all its strength. Eve hurriedly spread her wings forward, supporting the heavy body.
With the staggered footsteps not far away and the sound of shouting Levi's name, on the roof of a high-rise building that no one had noticed, a short-haired girl wearing the uniform of the high school of Chuo District No. 2 turned to leave.
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"Yo, Rin, good evening."
When Lévi regained consciousness, he was greeted by the face of Rin staring down at him from above.
"Evening ...... It's not good at all! What was that? Want to play as a lone hero on the battlefield? In that case, don't kidnap someone else's servant! ”
The worry and concern in my heart was blown away by Levi's watch after waking up. The more Rin thought about it, the more angry she became, and she glanced at Kaguya, who had recovered Reisen from the tower while Levi was unconscious.
Thinking of this, he ran away with others instead of listening to himself, and plotted against his servant, and raised his fist and beat it on Levi's head like a drum.
"Wait, it hurts, it hurts!"
Levi was still a wounded, and although he wasn't hit on the head by the Hero King, and Rin was nothing special as a magician, that didn't mean he should be stupidly beaten.
It feels like it's about to fall apart, but you can still do it by moving your neck. To dodge the fist, which lacked speed and power, Levi jerked his head back and ......
"Yikes."
The little animal was frightened and exclaimed, and the volume was so low that Rin, who was beside him, didn't notice it, but Levi did hear it, and he didn't need to look back to check, Levi had long passed the age when he only had a hazy awareness of the opposite sex and didn't know enough about it. The soft, elastic fullness of the touch made it clear what Levi had encountered.
Eve and Rin are also dissatisfied with Levi's behavior, and even though they are their own masters, they even seek help from other Heroic Spirits. But now she was in no position to punish Lévy. If Levi hadn't arrived in time for his own sneak attack, if Levi hadn't had that face he had never seen before......
She didn't dare to imagine that what if, it was Eve, who had been feeling guilty, that she didn't speak to Levi, and she didn't know what to say.
But.
Levi passed out in Eve's arms, and when she landed, she lay flat on the ground, and it was impossible to find bedding such as pillows here, so Eve had to use her kneeling knees instead, which was a little to make up for the guilt in her heart.
But in such a posture, what happens when Levi raises his head and ducks back?
The softest part of the girl's body was suddenly hit gently, and the tingling sensation like an electric current guò had never been experienced by Eve. Everyone was around her, and she didn't dare to make any drastic moves, for fear of attracting everyone's attention. She had to lower her head even deeper, pretending to observe Levi's injury, so that no one else would see the delicate crimson of her cheeks.
Eve's movements, leaning on her knees, saw it clearly. Thinking of the ambiguous touch of a moment ago, he didn't have to guess how shy his servant would be. His body, which was so sore everywhere, couldn't stand up, and if he did, Eve would have no reason to keep her little head buried.
The situation of the master and servant in the midst of so many women looking around is really embarrassing......
"Far, Tosaka-senpai."
Mikoto Misaka, who joined halfway through and didn't know the truth, tried to persuade Rin who was stuck in an iron fist piledriver state in line with a humanitarian policy towards the wounded. Her speech attracted everyone's attention, and Levi quickly adjusted his posture to a state that was as awkward as possible, secretly thanking the short-haired little girl who had caused him a lot of trouble before.
It turns out that your servant is the type that looks thinner in clothes? Lévy would never admit that he was recalling the previous touch.
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